How are you feeling?" Fine, Doctor," said Anne. "Dr. Garvin sent me here to work with you today. He's feeling a bit under the weather after working th...ough the night."Dr. Andrews nodded. "Excellent. Anne, that's a lovely accent you have. Where are you from?" Northern Virginia," said Anne in her precisely clipped tones. "I grew up in a little town nobody's ever heard of--Turing." Just like your last name?" asked Dr. Andrews."Yes," said Anne. "I suppose that it is."Dr. Andrews nodded, grinning. Around front Anita could see the girls playing in the snow. They had started building a snowman but had stopped to throw snowballs at Tony as he ran a garden tractor-snowblower up and down the driveway. They had found some too large snowsuits and were laughing and giggling as they pelted Tony. Anita chuckled as she saw his weapons were sufficient for the assault. He swerved the tractor and got them both full in the face with the rooster tail from the snowblower. She waved at the girls who waved. So, I sort of had an interest in that one. That's why it got my attention." I presume there is some other connection here? Beyond your girlfriend, I mean." Yes, sir, there is. Or, there may be." He opened his other file and placed in front of the colonel."When I updated the suicide file, I noticed her name again and recalled that I had seen her name in a recent incident reported by the Baden-Württemburg state police. It seems that a few weeks ago she was on a routine visit at a construction. “I know you’re right,” he sighed before continuing, “but it’s so hard to stop now.” He bucked his hips awkwardly, as if trying to rub himself against the bed without me noticing. I wanted to argue with him, to hold my ground and do what I knew was right; but I felt the temptation as well. The ever growing need to give into the pleasure and release everything building up inside of me. Finally, I gave in and agreed that this problem needed to be dealt with. “Ok,” I started, his eyes brightening.